War of Hearts Read online Samantha Young

Categories Genre: Fantasy/Sci-fi, Paranormal, Romance Tags Authors:
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Total pages in book: 141
Estimated words: 133191 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 666(@200wpm)___ 533(@250wpm)___ 444(@300wpm)
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There had been moments of near misses with the Ashforths. Cuts that healed immediately. A broken leg on a skiing trip that miraculously was no longer broken by the time they got her back up the hill.

Still, she thought she’d gotten away with it.

Two years later, on her fourteenth birthday, Ashforth tried to get her on a private plane for the first time for a family holiday to Italy. Thea had lost control in front of the family who sat in the limo waiting for her to get out onto the tarmac. During the struggle, she remembered the air crackling and the Ashforths staring at her in horror, asking her what was wrong with her eyes, and then …

Thea remembered the explosion of glass

To this day, she still didn’t know how she’d done it … how she’d caused the front windshield of the plane to shatter … but she had. She was grateful the pilot and flight attendant hadn’t been hurt.

However, everything changed in that moment. Ashforth realized what it all meant. Her surviving the crash, her broken leg healing, and so, like the naïve idiot she was, she’d told the Ashforth family about the abilities she’d had as long as she could remember. That her mom and dad had protected her, helped her hide them.

“And they didn’t know what you are?” Ashforth had sounded exasperated. “You’re extraordinary, Thea, and they didn’t want to know why?”

“I’m their daughter. They were human. How could I be anything else?”

Ashforth was in awe. Even as a fourteen-year-old kid, she knew for him it was all about power. He’d amassed a lot of it over the years, but Thea had her own kind of power. A power he coveted. Ashforth became obsessed with understanding it.

The first year of the family knowing wasn’t too bad. Amanda worried about her and insisted she continue to hide her abilities, scolding Devon when he goaded Thea into a sprint race he had no hope in hell of winning. He just wanted to see her move like a blur. Devon had the typical attitude of a fifteen-year-old boy who found himself living with the equivalent of a superhero sister. He thought it was awesome.

Thea knew Ashforth had begun researching her. He came to her with his findings and opened her eyes to the world of the supernatural. Werewolves, vampires, and witches were real. And yet, Thea wasn’t any of those things. So, he kept researching.

And as the months passed, Devon grew ill.

Leukemia.

“My son is dying, Thea.” Ashforth had stormed into her bedroom one night, a manic wreck. He fell at her bedside. “You have to help.”

“How?” she whispered, terrified of losing another person she loved.

“Your blood. I’ve tried vampire blood. I’ve tried werewolf blood. They heal quickly but their blood doesn’t do the same for humans.”

He’d fed creepy paranormal blood to Devon? She’d been shocked.

“Don’t look at me like that. I had to try. And you have to let me try yours.”

An ugly knot formed in her gut, a strange foreboding, but she nodded her agreement.

It had worked.

It saved Devon.

But Thea’s life changed.

She’d known the very next day because the warning burn she’d felt on the back of her neck the day her parents died, the inexplicable racing of her heart, the feeling of dread, she’d experienced it all as Ashforth walked into the kitchen that morning.

At first, he just wanted to take more blood. He had people he could trust analyzing it. But Thea soon started to realize that he’d learned more about her than he’d let on.

“I want to test the limits of your capabilities.”

He’d made her train to fight werewolves and vampires he’d hired. Supernatural men and women whom he then kept on at the estate. He said they were her trainers, her bodyguards, but Thea knew they were prison guards. As he’d hoped, she soon surpassed them in their fight sessions until it became less about training and more about testing her speed and strength against the strongest supernaturals he could find.

She no longer went to school and was homeschooled by Amanda because Ashforth refused to allow a tutor onto the island. Thea overheard arguments between Ashforth and Amanda about his treatment of her, but he promised his wife he’d never hurt Thea.

Thea knew it was a lie.

The burn up the back of her nape told her so.

Her suspicions were proven true the first time Ashforth allowed a vampire to break her neck. The evidence was insurmountable when a wolf took a knife to her gut. It became a sick kind of torture when a marksman shot at her while she ran an obstacle course.

As Thea plotted her escape, stealing money from the house where she could and keeping it hidden under her mattress, she was unaware that Ashforth had discovered something important about her.

One day he killed any affection she’d had for him when he came to her with a blade made of a metal the color of mercury. She’d braced herself but nothing could have prepared her for the agony that tore through her lower gut when he plunged it into her.


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